Shenhao: I'm Really A Big Villain

"Mr. Zhou, are you alright?!" Qin Lang walked up quickly, looking at Zhou Zeqing's frowning face with a worried expression.

Zhou Zeqing turned around, waved his hand lightly, shook his head and said, "I'm fine, they're all old problems, and you'll be fine if you endure it."

This is because she had a problem when she was a child, and it happened from time to time. Once it happened, the whole person was like falling into an ice hole.

And, with age, this problem seems to intensify and become more and more unbearable.

Just like Lin Xi'er, Zhou Zeqing had visited major hospitals for this problem, but no one could treat it, and even the hospital's sophisticated instruments could not detect any abnormality!

Qin Lang frowned, grabbed Zhou Zeqing's wrist without asking, and helped to check the pulse while pretending to be confused.

Zhou Zeqing let Hao's wrist be captured, but there was no discomfort, but it seemed that Qin Lang had a good heart.

Lin Xi'er put her hands on the bed, like a yoga pose, and said eagerly, "Brother Qin, your medical skills are so superb? Can you cure Teacher Zhou?

Teacher, she has this disease very early, and it does not happen from time to time. Sometimes, when she is talking, she will suddenly become sick, and the whole person will curl up into a ball in the cold, which is terrible. "

Originally, Lin Xier had the idea of ​​wanting Qin Lang to heal Teacher Zhou, but when Teacher Zhou was chatting last night, she was not allowed to mention it.

Now, Zhou Zeqing has fallen ill in front of Qin Lang, and she no longer has any intention to help conceal it.

He eased the frowning brows of Qin Lang, who was feeling the pulse, and smiled, deliberately making the situation a little smaller, and then instructed Zhou Zeqing, "It's not a big deal, Mr. Zhou, you lie down on this bed first, I'll give you acupuncture to expel the cold."

Zhou Zeqing was shivering from the cold, his teeth chattering, so he could only lie beside Lin Xier obediently.

In Qin Lang's eyes, Zhou Zeqing and Lin Xier, one big and one small, one extremely beautiful and intellectual, one playful and lively, two top-notch beauties, lay in front of him without any scruples.

The perfect body curve was presented in front of him without any concealment.

The two women were of similar height and had the same potential. Because of her age, Zhou Zeqing's skin was still as white, but the curvature of the curve was still rounder than Lin Xier's, and she had a more feminine charm.

However, although Lin Xi'er is young, she is not lacking in the place where she should have meat, and Qin Lang helped her massage, so she could clearly feel the tightness of her skin.

It was as if one was a peach and the other was a freshly picked Fuji apple.

At first glance, this visual impact is definitely no less than the two sisters Bai Ruyu and Bai Xiaoyun lying there together!

call……

Qin Lang took a breath and spit out the turbid air to calm himself down.

Twisting out the silver needle, it slowly moved around Zhou Zeqing's neck like a flowing cloud.

He could have asked Zhou Zeqing to get in the way, Bai Xie Xie, without saying what to do, at least he could have a feast for the eyes.

But after thinking for a moment, he dismissed the idea.

In Zhou Zeqing's body, there are still very important plots that will take place. The more upright he is now, the more indifferent he is. When he goes to Chen Pingan, the son of luck, the more he will set off the son of luck's indifferent and despicable character. .

In order to pick up the wool of the son of luck, and to successfully make Zhou Zeqing disarm his guard and officially open his heart to him, he could only temporarily suppress the idea of ​​taking advantage!

ten minutes,

twenty minutes,

thirty minutes,

...

After an hour and a half,

Qin Lang's forehead was covered with fine sweat, and his face was pale.

This is definitely not fake!

But to restrain the cold energy in Zhou Zeqing's body, it really cost a huge price!

Zhou Zeqing was not suffering from any disease, but was related to his own constitution, which was a body of cold yin.

In the original work, even Chen Pingan, the son of luck, can only slightly alleviate the extreme cold in the early stage. Even in the middle stage, it can only be temporarily restrained, and there is no way to cure it, or it can be said that Zhou Zeqing is unwilling to do so. Let him cure.

Fortunately, Qin Lang's current medical skills are higher than that of Chen Ping'an, which can temporarily suppress the outbreak of the cold.

Compared to Qin Lang, who was pale and sweating profusely, Zhou Zeqing lay there, almost drowsy.

In the past, every time she fell ill, she was shivering from the cold, and in severe cases, she might faint.

But this time, it was as if two breaths were fighting in his body, one was cold and the other was warm.

When she got to the back, the warm breath prevailed, making her whole person feel different comfort and coziness. She narrowed her eyes subconsciously, and fell into a light sleep accidentally.

"Ms. Zhou, are you... feeling better?"

Lin Xi'er kept watching from the side. Seeing that the painful expression on Zhou Zeqing's face disappeared, replaced by the comfort of her brows, she couldn't help but ask.

Zhou Zeqing woke up leisurely, a bitter smile appeared on his face, and looked at Lin Xier, "Xi'er, we both seem to have the same illness, and we both owe Qin Lang a huge favor, I really don't know how. Go and repay!"

Lin Xi'er knew in her heart that she and Teacher Zhou both owed a huge debt!

At the same time, the two women turned their eyes to Qin Lang's direction.

Qin Lang stood by the bed and forced a smile, "Mr. Zhou, what are you talking about? It's my honor to be able to cure you and Xi'er.

Besides, haven't I healed none of them? It's just temporary suppression and help with acupuncture massage before recovery. "

Zhou Zeqing's chill had been suppressed. Seeing Qin Lang's pale face, she got up from the bed and wanted to find a towel, but this was not her own place, and she was not so familiar with her, so she could only raise her hand. He used his sleeve to help wipe the fine sweat from Qin Lang's forehead.

"Are you tired? I'm sorry, it was so comfortable to be pierced by you just now."

Zhou Zeqing said guiltily, "I didn't notice your feelings, you must be very tired, right?"

"Not tired, Teacher Zhou is fine." Qin Lang reluctantly replied with a tired smile.

He looked at Zhou Zeqing, who was half a head shorter than him and was close to him, and glanced at him from the corner of his eye.

Well, the protective measures are well done, and the buttons are all tied to the top one!

Nothing was seen.

There was only a faint fragrance that constantly penetrated from Zhou Zeqing's body into his nostrils.

Take a deep breath and feel refreshed.

Zhou Zeqing is very smart. He can see some small movements clearly, but he doesn't have any resentment. Instead, he thinks Qin Lang is a normal person.

She curiously said, "I have also done acupuncture before, and the old Chinese doctor has instructed me to wear less clothes, and it is better to wear cool clothes to facilitate acupuncture.

But whether it's Xi'er or me, why haven't you mentioned this? "

Qin Lang smiled and said nonchalantly, "Some old Chinese medicine practitioners may not be very skilled, and it is true that there is no way to accurately locate them through clothes.

This is nothing. I also heard Master say that there are still some cancers in this field of Chinese medicine!

Although those cancers have the ability, but their personalities are extremely poor, they often take advantage of the pretext of helping people heal.

There are even those who threaten to say that you have a body of cold yin, and there should be no cure for medicine and stone, but fortunately, I am a body of pure yang. If you can combine the two, you will be able to recover. "